This third book was a great ending for the trilogy. I really enjoyed this read and loved the happy ending.
This book was full of all kinds of excitement and trails as the circle of six prepare for the battle on the Valley of Silence. At the same time of getting ready for the battle, Moria becomes Queen of Gaell and leads her people into battle.
Moira and Cians romance was wonderful and very exciting. I loved how the story continued to show the love and romance between Glenna & Hoyt and Blair & Larkin as well. I love the fantasy part of the book as well. With the sorcerer and the witches power, they were able to beat Liliths sorcerer with their white magic and with Larkins ability to shapeshift into a dragon and communicate with the other dragons and get them to come and help in the battle was so awsome. And best of all I loved Blairs kick ass skills to take out all the evil.
Each pair of the circle of six had their own battles to win with the enemy and I thought I'd share below each pairs win so here is a little taste:
Blair and Larkins Battle with Vampire Lora - pgs 294 - 295
Blair didn't see the dagger that flew out of Lora's other hand. She stumbled from shock, the pain, when it pierced her side. "Look at all that blood. It's Just pouring out of you. Yum." Lora laughed, a tinkling sound of delight, when Blair fell to her knees. And her eyes gleamed red as she raised the sword high for the killing blow.
With a mad, undulating howl, the gold wolf pounced from above. Claws and fangs raked as he leaped over the swinging sword, as he lunged and snapped. When he bunched to spring for the throat, Blair cursed.
"No! She's mine. You gave your word." Her breath whistled as she stayed on her knees, the dagger still lodged in her side. "Back off, wolf-boy. Back the hell off."
The wolf shimmered into a man as Larkin stepped back. "Get it done then," he snapped, his eyes grim. "And stop messing about."
She yanked the dagger from her side, stabbed it to its bloodied hilt into Lora's belly.
"That hurts, but it's steel."
"So's this." With all her remaining strength, Blair shoved Lora's sword aside, and plunged her own into the vampire's chest.
"Now you're just annoying me." Lora hefted her sword, point down. "Now who's done?"
"You," Blair replied as the blade still in Lora's chest erupted with flame. Burning, screaming, Lora started to tumble from the rock. Blair yanked the sword free, swung it, hard and true, and cut off the flaming head.
Hoyt and Glenna's battle with Liliths Sorcerer Midir's - pgs 296 - 297
"Your fire's cooling. Barely an ember left to glow." Midir stepped closer now to where she lay on the scorched and bloody ground. "Still it might be enough to trouble myself to take, along with what's left of your life."
"It'll choke you." She gasped out the words. hed'd bled, she thought. She'd made him bleed onto the ground. "I'll swear it will."
"I'll swallow it whole. It's so small, after all. Can you see below, can you? Where what i helped wrought runs over you like locusts. It's as I foretold. And as you fall, one by one, my power grows. Nothing will hold it now. Nothing will stop it."
"I will." Hoyt swung, bloody and battered, over the lip of the ridge.
"There's my guy," Glenna managed, gritting her teeth against the pain. "I softened him up for you."
"Now here is something more to chew on." Whirling, Midir shot black lighting.
On the ground, Glenna rolled away from a streaking line of flame, then clawed to her hands and knees. What ever she had left, she gathered to send to Hoyt. While she chanted, the sorcerers - black and white - battled on the smoke-hazed ridge, and in the filthy air above it.
The cross he wore flashed silver and brilliant as Glenna joined her magic to his. With one hand he reached for hers, gripping it firmly when she linked fingers with him and pulled herself to her feet. With the other he raised a sword, and the fire on it went pure white.
"It is we who take you," Hoyt began and slashed away a thunderbolt with his sword. "We who stand for the purity of magic, for the heart of mankind. It is we who defeat you, who destroy you, who send you forever into the flames."
"Be damned to you!" Midir shouted, and lifting both arms hurled twin thunderbolts. Fear rushed over his face when Glenna waved a hand over the air and turned them to ash.
"No. Be damned to you." Hoyt swung down the sword. The white fire leaped from the blade to strike Midir's heart like steel. Where he dropped and died, the ground turned black.
Moira and Cian's battle with Lilith - pgs 298 - 300
"You won't win here." Queen to queen, Moira thought, and blocked Lilith's first testing thrust. Life against death. "We're beating you back. We'll never stop."
"I want to take my time with you, you human bitch. You killed my Davy."
"No, you did. And with what you made him destroyed, I hope what he was, the innocent he was, is cursing you."
Lilith's hand streaked out, flashing like the fangs of a snake. She raked her nails down Moira's cheek.
"A thousand cuts." She licked the blood from her fingers. "That's what I'll give you. A thousand cuts while my army feeds its belly full on yours."
"You won't touch her again." On his stallion's back, Cian rode slowly forward, as if time had stopped. "You'll never touch her again."
"Come to save your whore?" From her belt, Lilith drew a gold stake. "Gilded oak. I had this made for you for when I end you as I made you.
She flew at Cian, then sprang up a sword's length away to spin over his head. As she sliced down, her sword met air while he threw his body up and back, with the heels of his boots barely missing her face. They moved so fast, that eerie speed, that Moira saw little more than a blur, heard the clash of swords like silver thunder.
This would be his battle, she knew, the one only he could fight. But she wouldn't leave him. Leaping onto the horse, she drove Vlad up blood slicked rock until she was position over their heads. There she shot fire from her sword to hold off Lilith's men who tried to reach their queen. She vowed that she and the sword of Geall would stand for her lover to the last.
He fought her, and the war inside him, the thing that struggled to claw free and revel in what it was. What she'd made him. Taking her advantage, she beat his sword aside, and in that flash of an instant he was open, plunged the stake at his heart.
It struck with a force that sent him staggering back. But as her cry of triumph echoed away, he continued to stand whole and unharmed.
"How?" was all she said as she stared at him.
He felt the imprint of Moira's locket against his heart, and the pain was sweet. "A magic you'll never know." He sliced out, scoring across the scar of the pentagram.
Now her screams rang as she came at him with a new and wild strength. He slashed back, spilled more blood, drove as he was driven as the locket seemed to pulse like a heart on his chest.
When she charged, he gripped the wrist of her sword arm in his bloody hand. She smiled at him. "This way then. It's more poetic."
She bared her fangs to strike at his throat. And he plunged the stake she had made for him into her heart.
"I'd say go to hell, but even hell won't have you."
Her eyes went wide, faded to blue. he felt the wrist he held dissolve in his hand, and still those eyes stared into his anothe rmoment. Then there was nothing but the ash at his feet.
"I've ended you," he declared, "as you ended me so long agao. That's poetic."
I love how they end the battle and how in the end, the gods grant Cians life back so he can live as a human with Moira. I also like how the whole story is being told to some children by an old man and in the end, that old man happens to be Cian.